After seeing the ceremony, Pan Ruzhen bowed and smiled bitterly: "Dude, it is reasonable that you have come from afar. The subordinates should ask you to rest first, and then prepare a little wine to welcome you. However, now the bandits are very anxious to attack the city. Therefore, they dared to ask you to go to Qingbo Gate to watch the battle and introduce the situation to you."

Yang Feng smiled: "Mr. Pan, don't be polite. This time I came here to save hundreds of thousands of people in Hangzhou Prefecture, not to drink. Now the military situation is urgent, so it should be like this."

Pan Ruzhen said seriously: "Mr. Xie is considerate, please!"

"please!"

Clustered by a group of people, Yang Feng and Pan Ruzhen got on the horse and headed towards Qingbo Gate. Behind them were officials from Hangzhou Prefecture, as well as Yang Feng's five hundred clerks and two thousand soldiers.

While he was rushing, Yang Feng was also looking around. Hangzhou City is worthy of being one of the richest places in Jiangnan. There are many shops on the streets along the way. Although it was during the war, the shops on the streets were not closed, and many people were still buying things.

When Yang Feng and Pan Ruzhen walked on the street surrounded by many soldiers, they saw that there were so many pedestrians on the street, and they couldn't help but ask curiously: "Mr. Pan, the offensive outside is quite fierce now, but the people in the city can still do business with peace of mind. This really surprised me."

Pan Ruzhen said helplessly: "There are more than 75,600 households in Hangzhou now, with a population of more than 300,000. The daily consumption alone is a large amount. Generally, the food stored in the household is only enough for ten days or half a month. If they don't come out to work, they will go hungry."

Yang Feng nodded, this is the same both in the Ming Dynasty and in later generations.

After all, food is the most important thing for the people. Filling their stomachs is the most important thing for ordinary people. No matter how intense the fight outside is, you need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate as long as you are still alive.

However, Yang Feng also noticed it on the way. Following some of the civil servants around him, the eyes looked at him were quite complicated, as if they were mixed with hatred, disgust, hesitation and other emotions. This discovery also made Yang Feng a little alert.

As for Yang Feng, the officials and gentry in Hangzhou were naturally well-known. I don’t know that there were not many people, but their senses about him were quite complicated.

Before this, most of the gentry in Jiangnan hated Yang Feng to the core. After all, the old saying goes, cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents, and Yang Feng cut off more than just their wealth. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is digging the roots.

Whether it is the reopening of the sea ban, the customs opened in Fujian, or even the re-established Fujian Navy, these things are tantamount to the sharp knife that stabs them in the hearts of the gentry in Jiangnan, not to mention the note that Yang Feng presented the gentry as one who serves as one and pays food together. This is no longer a sharp knife, but a digging of their ancestral graves.

If Yang Feng had not been the Duke of the Kingdom and had countless guards around him, he would have died long ago. Even so, Yang Feng had been assassinated several times over the years. Although he failed, it can also be seen that in the Ming Dynasty, there were countless people who wanted his life.

Our Grand Official Yang naturally knew this, and he never expected a rescue to change the view of these people about themselves.

Seeing through and not saying it is the advantage of the Chinese people. Yang Feng soon came to the city gate tower of Qingbo Gate. Pan Ruzhen next to him was half a step behind him and pointed to the front and said, "Please look, please see, now we and the bandits are restraining the bodies of their respective soldiers. It is estimated that in another quarter or two, the bandits will attack Qingbo Gate again."

Yang Feng did not speak, but took out a telescope from his waist to observe. From the telescope, he could clearly see that the bodies under the city wall had been almost cleaned up, and he had dug more than a dozen large pits further away. He could even see dense corpses piled up in the large pits, and many bandits were filling the soil.

Yang Feng roughly estimated that according to the fact that each large pit can accommodate five or six hundred corpses, there are at least seven or eight thousand corpses in more than a dozen large pits. It seems that the battle has been very tragic these days.

He sighed lightly and turned his head and said, "Mr. Pan, you have really fought fiercely these days, so it's hard for you."

After hearing Yang Feng's words, Pan Ruzhen's tears almost shed.

It's been seven days since he was easy. The thieves' offensive became stronger and stronger day by day, and the situation in Hangzhou was getting worse day by day. If it weren't for the tens of thousands of young men recruited a few days ago and the thousands of private soldiers he had coaxed and deceived from salt merchants and maritime merchants, Hangzhou Prefecture would have long fallen.

But even so, the huge casualties made him feel exhausted. What he feared the most these days was that he would receive the bad news of the fall of the city wall as soon as he opened his eyes. For this reason, he stayed on the city gate tower of Qingbo Gate almost every day.

When the war was at its most critical moment, he even beat drums to help the soldiers guarding the city. From this perspective, he, as a governor, has done a very good job. Now, when he first heard someone affirming his work and bidding for his work, it is naturally impossible to say that he is not excited.

However, as an old fox who has been in the officialdom for decades, he naturally would not express his inner emotions easily. However, Yang Feng's eyes were not ordinary, and he immediately glanced at his red eyes.

He took a step forward, patted Pan Ruzhen on the shoulder and comforted him, "Okay, Lord Pan, now that I am here, you can take a good rest and have a stable sleep."

Pan Ruzhen glanced at Yang Feng deeply, bowed to him and said, "Since that's the case, then the official will entrust the safety of Hangzhou Prefecture to the prince."

"Um!"

Yang Feng nodded and was about to speak, but heard a sudden sound of drums under the city. Pan Ruzhen's face changed slightly: "No, the bandits are going to attack the city again."

Two quarters of an hour ago

"What, do you say that a Jiangning army has broken through and blocked into Hangzhou City?"

In the bandits outside the city, Li Zicheng glared and looked at a bandit leader kneeling on the ground.

"King of Chuang, the Jiangning Army suddenly appeared and quickly broke through our defense and entered the city. I saw that this Jiangning Army had at least four or five thousand people, including a large number of artillery and supplies battalions."

"Why don't you stop them?" Li Zicheng's eyes almost exuded anger. In order to capture Hangzhou City, they have lost tens of thousands of people these days. Although most of them are hungry soldiers, no matter what, hungry soldiers are also soldiers. He spent so much effort to expand his troops desperately, and now it is so difficult to lose, and anyone else will feel distressed.

"King of Chuang, I only have a thousand troops under my command. How can I stop the vicious evil spirits of the Jiangning Army? You should think of a way quickly."

When Li Zicheng heard that Jiangning Army had entered the city, his heart immediately hanged. He turned to ask everyone behind him: "Does there still no news about the military advisor?"

"No."
Chapter completed!